| Here I come again with my same sad story, my friend
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| I’m living the same life that never seem to end
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| Now the babies need milk and their mother wants clothes
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| The landlord need his rent, and I only got 38 cents
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| Where in this world does all these problems arose from?
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| No one, there is no one, no one really knows
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| Now some needies looking jump
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| While those greedies are looking to rob
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| And at the clock sis-it a whole lot of crime, start create
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| So please be careful, people, even standing at your gate
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| And ask the lord to give us faith
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| Let us try and put these things straight, yeah
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| Everyday, all you can hear things raise
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| And not much long ago, they shortened our days
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| So please be careful, people, even standing at your gate
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| And ask the lord to give us faith
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| Let us try and put these things straight
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| Lord, please give us faith
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| Let us try and put these things straight, yeah
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| Oh lord, oh yeah, alright, alright |